Married

3. Perfect Life

We had so many pictures together, he was always smiling, especially in our anniversary pictures.

I could barely recognize myself, I went to every high society event I had to and I dressed up and all and I did it happily because he was by my side. These things I used to hate I was doing willingly just to see his smiling face and of course I had pictures of us shoving our love on everyone's faces.

I was so proud of myself, "look at the good husband I've become; can't you see how happy my hot hubby is?" He who was by the way way better than any "perfect wife" around the corner, he was sophisticated and gentle and he was so dedicated and when the night came he was a bitch in bed, like a really good kind of bitch, mine and only mine. I was living the dream, his smile always made my heart flutter and want more and more of it. So this was my purpose in life... to make Jung Taekwoon happy...

But I am not a good guy.

- I love you, you know – he said with his gentle voice

- I know. I'm so lucky, Taekwoonie, only you could tame me like this.

- Tame you?

- I'm living this ideal marriage life, I never saw myself living like this. I'm more of a street dog that is rich by accident but cause of you...

I leaned closer to him, looking into his eyes

- Kiss? – he asked cutely

- Come here, you know I could never get tired of your kisses.

We were so cheesy but I couldn't care less.

When I left home on my way to "work" I was feeling so proud of that wide smile on his face. "Yes, I did that, anyone can suck it."

But I am not a good guy.

I was indeed having an affair.